"I, Grina Lukreyjachi Naomi Gryffin Lawson Yali Yuli Rebecca Geya Jifa Hill...Ayisham."

What a long name, Zhang Heting's brain jumped straight to "dongdong".

"Swear by the soul, never betray, never hurt the other party, never reveal the place where he appears, never mention the secrets related to it, and always keep the oath."

A silver-white ball of light floated out of Grina's eyebrows and fell into Zhang He's eyebrows.

With the Soul Vow, once Grina wants to break the Soul, the Soul will be punished.

According to records, no one can violate the soul vows, and even God's destiny can do it.

If you insist on breaking your oath, your soul will end up being broken!

"I've done what you said and sent me back!" Grina said in a stiff tone.

No one is forced to make a soul vow, and he will not be in a good mood.

"I will take you back when things are over." Zhang He was not going to let her go now.

With the Soul Vow, Grina is the most suitable assistant.

The extraordinary power in Zhang He's body was enough to perform the inscription in his body again, but it was too difficult for him to use the knife himself.

It's both psychologically and operationally.

Dong!

A stack of books moved from downstairs and piled them on the table. Zhang He said to her: "Read these books carefully and ask you for help when you have something to do."

"I don't understand Far Eastern language." Grina said with her eyes flashing.

"Stop pretending." Zhang He patted the books and said, "The sooner you finish reading these, the sooner you can go back."

If you don’t understand Far Eastern language, you can also read files while you are away.

If you don’t read it seriously, do you think it’s a comic strip?

When he came outside the house, Zhang He jumped into the yard and activated the hunting dog's nose.

The smells in the air are all kinds of strange, but he clearly remembers the unique smell of the seagrass man.

The rotten and decaying smell of sea water is completely different from the ordinary smell.

He quickly walked to the wall, jumped and grabbed the wall, and Zhang He's figure disappeared into the yard.

Late at night, the brightly lit New Port Area.

Zhang He's figure was hidden in a dark corner, and he was tracking the whereabouts of the seagrass man.

The only one who can find similar scents is here.

The smell in the building is fresher than that of the seaweed man, and there is no smell of fermentation and rottenness in the sun.

The building is surrounded by isolation belts, and a well-armed armed police stands every few meters.

From time to time, mysterious people in suits and ties and carrying metal boxes in their hands entered and exited the building.

Scavenger.

Although it was the first time I saw it, Zhang He was sure that the black suit and poker face were the mysterious department recorded in the archives, the scavenger.

After confirming it many times, Zhang He said disappointedly: "Isn't you here?"

He has already traveled to half a city, and there are still no clues yet. Could it be that he has run away?

Seeing the man in suit in front of the building instructing the armed police to search out, Zhang He slowly retreated to the river channel.

He planned to leave through the river and search further away.

While walking along the river bank, Zhang He suddenly stopped.

The bridge of his nose raised upwards, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

The underground drainage and flood discharge pipelines are complex and the odor is full of rotten and damp smells.

Green algae floated in the sewage flowing in the canal.

Large areas of algae were rippling with the water flowing. In the next maintenance passage, a man in rags was trimming his hair in front of the mirror.

His head was covered with red round spots, slightly raised, like acne during adolescence, spreading from the scalp to the chin.

The other party roughly used a fader to shovel the hair, and from time to time, acne was scratched and white and yellow pus flowed out.

"In this way, it won't get in the way anymore!" The man put down the fader and said proudly with his chin.

At this moment, the acne on the chin exploded without being squeezed.

As the pus was sprayed out, a slender black tentacle appeared.

The man frowned and grabbed the tentacles and pulled them out hard.

Looking at the tentacles that were long with one finger in his hand, the man smiled moribly and stuffed it into his mouth.

Baji, Baji~

More tentacles emerged, leaving his chin covered with black 'beard.'

The man grabbed the front end of the tentacle, picked up the fader with his other hand, buzzing...

...

Running quickly along the flood discharge pipeline, the smell getting stronger and stronger.

Zhang He knew that he had found the right place.

"Wuying." Hang Leng Yue on her waist, loosen the hilt of the knife, and the redness of her eyes gradually faded.

The shadow disappeared into the shadow and rushed forward.

It needs to be the owner's eyes and go ahead to see what's going on.

Soon Wuying found a man full of acne, although he didn't understand what was on his face.

But the dense red dots made Wuying feel trembling for the first time.

Whoosh ~

A kelp shot out of the sewage and attacked the shadowless in the shadow.

Kelp passes through its body, leaving a 5-centimeter-deep pit on the concrete ground.

The seaweed man hiding in the sewage stood up, and a trace of doubt appeared in his turbid dark eyes.

"Are any guests here?" The man who was trimming his 'beard' put down his fader and picked up the SLR camera at hand.

Holding up the camera, the man smiled happily: "We have new materials again, sea 1, sea 2, don't play with the guests to death, I want to try a new style!"

A tentacle came out of his eye socket, waving it naughtyly to express his joy.

A hundred meters away, Zhang He looked at Wuying who was anxious and curiously said, "What the hell do you see?"

The black shadow continued to climb to the back of his head, and the previous image appeared in his mind.

When he saw the acne-filled face and the tentacles swaying on his chin, he probably understood Wuying's feelings.

Just thinking about it, Zhang He couldn't help but get goosebumps.

It's so disgusting.

From the scalp to the neck, there are all red dots like small eyes.

After careful observation, the ‘red dot’ opens and closes like breathing.

In the ‘red dot’, the conical black tentacles remained still, as if they were sleeping quietly.

If the other party could communicate, Zhang He would like to know what he had experienced?

"Can you deal with a seagrass man?"

Wuying swayed up and down, indicating that he wanted to give it a try.

Let him act with him, and Zhang He soon saw two seagrass men at the fork.

At this time, they were standing in the sewage, bent down and staring at themselves.

Behind the seagrass man, the smiling photographer raised the SLR camera and said loudly: "Eggplant!"

Click.

The flash light lit up, the photographer looked down at the image in the camera and said with satisfaction: "With the perfect material, he will definitely complete my new design."

"Are you a photographer?" Zhang He stopped after being more than ten meters away from the Sea Grass Man.

"Yes, I am a photographer and a heavenly being. The whole world must surrender to my feet." The photographer opened his arms with a fanatical expression.

I looked up and hugged my head as if I wanted to embrace the sun and immerse myself in my imagination of cerebral palsy.
Chapter completed!